I never thought...

I love to make things. Ever since I was little, creating things always seemed second nature to me. I sewed, made jewelry, quilted, crocheted, knitted, embroidered, even did furniture. You name the 'craft', I was probably into it at some point, to some extent and perhaps still dabble in it.

This love of crafting comes from a long line of women who, similarly, love to create. It's in my blood.

Now. I thought I had a lot of crafting supplies (updates on the new craftroom soon to come), but I found out today that my grandmother takes the cake when it comes to craft supplies.

Since we found out my grandmother will be coming back to her house in less than a month, we are beginning on cleaning up the downstairs of her house and converting it into a place for her and her room. Right now we (and by we, I mostly mean me, since I am puttering around the house the most) are in the cleaning and organizing phase of it all. Today I decided to begin the process of moving and organizing the quilting supplies, which is in the space we will soon need to remodel.

At first I was only going to work on it for one hour and get to the other things I had on my list. Then it turned to two, then to three. I have only just quit because I don't think I can handle looking at one more piece of fabric, which I never thought I would say because I practically drool when going into any sort of craft/fabric store. There are piles and bags and boxes of fabric. At first it was sort of fun to go through because there are so many different, fun prints. After hour 2 they all just seemed to mush together. I think it's safe to say grandma wins when it comes to having the most crafting supplies in the family. I wonder if that will make Jason tease me less about my stash....doubt it.